Blue Chips Page #6

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Okay. I'll make you a bet for real.|I bet you $100

that you can't score 700 points|on your SATs.

I'll score 700 in my sleep.|For $100. I'll score 800.

Be right back.

- Hello.|- How's he doing?

- He's interesting.|- Good.

Yeah.

- How's it going. Neon?|- Your old lady's tough. bro.

- My ex-old lady's tough.|- Now I see why you left the b*tch.

He doesn't need tutoring.|he needs a good kick in the butt.

There's a test in two weeks.

- He should sign up and take it.|- Great.

Get your money ready.|I'm gonna win that bet.

- Come on. baby. let's play.|- Play him hard.

I got him. I got him.|Yo. man. why don't y'all help out?

Jesus. what a mismatch.

- Listen. let's take some pride. y'all.|- I got him. I got him. I got him.

This is like streetball. man.

Hey. come on. play some defense.

Let's see what these guys have got.

Come on. make him work.

All right. there's Calbert Cheaney.

- Right.|- All right?

Okay. so we don't even want him|to get the ball. right?

- Deny him the ball.|- So let's shut him down.

and we gotta double-team|Cheaney. right?

- So we'll cut Reynolds loose?|- Yeah. let's cut Reynolds loose.

and then Graham out here.

he's gonna take shots.|so we gotta shut him down.

You gotta get up on him.

All right. Yeah?

- Hi. coach.|- Hey. how you doing?

- Can I talk to you a minute?|- Yeah. come on in. Bring a chair over.

- What's up?|- How you doing. Rick?

- How are you guys doing?|- Played good out there.

Oh. thanks.|That was a good workout.

These girls out here. I look at them.|I gotta shake my head.

I mean. I'm blown away.|I mean. these girls are amazing.

I just shudder at it. but...

It's great. and I think I'd like|to come to college.

- All right. Good. Rick.|- Hey. that's great. Good.

So I guess that leaves|a little bit of business

we have to discuss. though. I think.

Business?

I figure a white. blue-chip athlete|like myself deserves something extra.

So. you know.|this is what I'm looking for.

is about 30 grand.

I'd like to have it in cash.

and. you know. just toss it|in one of those gym bags you got.

You know. I've seen a lot of things now.|I've been around a lot.

You know. they've offered me|this much money already.

If you guys can match my offer.|I'm yours. coach.

Get the hell out of here. Ricky.

Goddamn it. get the hell|out of here. Ricky. Get out of here!

Get back in that gym. get your stuff.

get the hell out of here|and go on home.

Take off that damn uniform!|You don't deserve to wear it.

Get out of here!

Son of a b*tch.

I wanna know nothing.

You know about your football team?

- I know nothing.|- Oh. for chrissake. Vic.

come on. tell me something.|Don't give me-

What the hell does|"I know nothing" mean? Jesus.

Listen to me.

Maybe if just once...

...you get the ball players.

we just get things back|the way they were.

and we'd never have|to touch it again.

How many times do I have to tell you?|I don't want any part of this.

Coffee?

Just tell me how it works.

You don't wanna know how it works.|Let's just say

there are friends of the program|who'll take care of everything.

I hate friends of the program.

Yeah. but you hate losing more.

Relax. we're gonna be|on top again.

I got a little confession to make too.

I screw a hell of a lot better|when we're winning. don't you. huh?

Mr. Bodeaux?

- Yeah. what's up. bro?|- Congratulations.

You're the owner|of a brand-new Lexus.

I didn't ask for this.

I just deliver them.|I don't know nothing.

This one goes to the right|of the blue couch in the living room.

This one goes opposite wall nearest|the den. and please wipe your feet.

Yes. ma'am.

Are you guys gonna|be hungry soon?

- Yeah.|- Girls. are you hungry?

- Who wants to play tennis?|- I do.

- You Rick Roe?|- Yeah.

- This is for you.|- Thanks.

Yeah.

Okay. It's done.

Right.

Letters of intent|from Butch McRae and Ricky Roe

to attend Western University.

He bought them. Charlie.|I know he bought them.

- No way. Ed. not Pete Bell.|- Are you shitting me?

He paid for them. baby.|I can smell it.

- Yeah.|- I have a surprise for you.

Mr. Bodeaux?

960.

- All right.|- He improved 440 points.

- Somebody owes my ass $100.|- Way to go. Neon.

- Way to go. Congratulations.|- Oh. look at this. What do I see?

Somebody take him down to|Administration and show him around.

Jenny. I'm gonna-

Hold up. hold up.|You didn't hear what I said.

Somebody here|owes my ass $100.

And as the razor-sharp blade|of the sword of Sir Gawain

descends a mighty blow|on the neck of the Green Knight.

through the amazement of the steed|of verdant hue.

and the head of the Green Knight.|thus lopped off cleanly.

- What's he talking about?|- is kicked around

like a soccer ball|by Arthur's noble warriors.

Whereupon the headless|Green Knight strolls casually among

Arthur's best and brightest.|reaches down. picks up his own head

and places it back upon his shoulders.|where. magically.

it becomes part of his body|once again.

And there they dallied and drank|and deemed it good sport

to enact their play anew|on New Year's Eve.

But Gawain asked again|to go on the morrow.

- The time until his trip is not two days.|- You see these legs. man?

The host hindered that|and urged him to stay and said.

- Where you going. man?|- "On my honor. my oath.

here I take that you shall|get to the Green Chapel

to begin your chores|by dawn on New Year's Day. "

This is a lecture. Mr. Bodeaux.|not a discussion.

- May I speak?|- It's not your place to speak.

Well. I'm making it my place|to speak.

I just wanna point out to this class|that this course is culturally biased.

Culturally biased?|What do you mean by that?

How come we ain't talking about|African folk tales or something?

Well. this is a course|in English literature.

How come we're not|talking about African literature?

Well. because we're not.

I suppose you did read the course|description before you took this course.

I gotta take this up with my coach.|You told me to take this.

- That's certainly your privilege.|- Got me listening to this crap.

- I'm gonna keep my eye on you.|- All right. man.

Thank you. Appreciate it.

Now. let us continue.

That's Butch's mom|in front of their new house in Chicago.

The house is in her name with|a co-signer. who we can't locate.

The bank officer|who approved the loan

is an alumnus of Western U.

- Friends of the program.|- You got it.

Thataway.|Way to go. Butch. Way to go.

Just go for the front of the rim. now.

All right. let's do|some crossover. Butch.

Nice form. Butch.

That's Ricky's dad|in front of his new tractor.

Now. we can't prove anything|except Mr. Roe had bad credit.

Too bad to be purchasing|new equipment.

Now. the biggest distributor of|farm machinery in the state of Indiana

was Happy Kuykendall's classmate.

All right. Ricky. use the reverse.

Attaboy.

That's it. get square.

Thataway. Ricky.

That's the Lexus|they tried to give Neon.

He didn't ask for it.|They tried to give it to him anyway.

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